ANIMAL CROSSING: THE RED CURSE (Author's Edition)

AUTHORS NOTE - THIS DOES NOT TAKE PLACE IN THE 'TWISTED-VERSE' OF THE STORIES SURFS UP: TWISTED EDITION

Thanks mom" I said as I picked up catridge from inside the Christmas present. It was Christmas Day and I had just received a copy of the new animal crossing game for the Nintendo Switch: Animal Crossing: New Horizons. I was really excited to play this, as this was my favorite game series. I couldn't wait to find out what my best friends Isabelle, Tom Nook, and the Mayor had been up to in a crazy new city, and try all the fun new mini-games and activities. It would be a great Christmas.

Connect the game to my switch and hit play. The logo loaded and everything looked normal, however when pressing the new game button the screen popped up with an error, a sign that said

"error a file already exists"

I chose to load the saved file and found that there was actually someone's game already in the saved file.

"Mother!" I screamed Did you buy this used game?

"Yes, we had to buy the second-hand game, he said:" I hope you don't mind. "

I explained that I didn't care and that it would be fun to see what kind of crazy decorations this person could have had in their city before starting my own game.

I loaded the save file and it was called "RED". Hmm, that's weird, I thought, since I didn't know anyone named Red, but I didn't think about it too much because I thought it might be an Irish name. So I loaded the game and pressed select.

There was a beep when the city filled up and I found myself standing in the city square.

"Hello RED," said Tom Nook, "It's been a long time since you played. Would you like to see what has changed?"

I selected No because I wanted to see myself alone in the city, noy yakin domr diyyu yoit eiy yom rincón ni vesuder jor esed se.

I walked from mr nnok. And you sent me when I got to the first house. Something was different. The house was not normal. Instead of four walls and a wall and a ceiling, apparently a strange twisted sculpture. There were strange needles everywhere and oddly shaped arches and windows. It was weird. And that wasn't the worst part. The walls were not made of brick, but were made of a strange meat-like substance that gleamed wet with blood. It was a horrible house. Between

Inside was a sack-shaped space, like the inside of a stomach. There was a small bed made of fur, I saw the Zipper T bunny sleeping on the bed, but it had been transformed into a strange insect-like creature with a bunch of twisted little legs. I screamed load, and almost threw up.

I ran out of the house and crossed the city, but every time I ran I saw little red footprints, as if the ground I was walking on turned into a strange red meat. It was spoiling everything. As she watched, she touched Tom Nook and screamed and his flesh began to grow strange red spots and flesh patches, growing all over his skin like a tumor. He screamed out loud as he transformed into another red insect like creature.

On screen, my character, RED, laughed out loud and turned to the camera. In a daiologue box the words appeared

"YOUR BROADCAST"

I jumped to my feet and pulled the disc from the switch. I ran to the window and threw the game out the window as much as I could. Landed somewhere in the backyard in the snow. After I went to sleep.

Late that night I woke up, spinning. I couldn't sleep The image of the red curse that spread throughout all that town infected my dreams. I woke up and I was palpitating. That's weird, I thought. Then I looked at my hand. It was bright red and seeping up my arm were tendrils of bright red meat. I screamed at the thought of what that demon character had told me in the game so many hours ago.

"YOUR BROADCAST".

I gasped as I tried to breathe in shock. My bed reeked where I had screwed up in terror. I jumped up and ran to the bathroom, trying to avoid getting something into my infected red hand. It hurts immensely. I quickly grabbed one of my father's razor blades, knowing what to do. With a deep breath, slide the razor over the skin. The red meat fell off, while he suffered despair. But underneath there was only more rotten, rotten and infected meat.

"NO!" I cried when I realized that my hand was infected on the bone. There was only one option left now. With a yell, I ran to the garage and hit the saw. I quickly tied my right hand above the infected section and grabbed my hand with the other hand with the saw. Ip lowered the blade and started cutting. Due to the infection, I didn't feel anything. I cut all the way through the bone. It broke and the hand came loose. As soon as it separated, it began to tremble wildly. I fell backwards, blood gushing from my arm now without hands. On the table, the hand trembled and buzzed. Suddenly he jumped. It moved like uP. It moved like a small spider, crawling on its fingers. I grabbed a baseball bat and waved it in my hand, hitting the table. I broke the table to pieces, but it had gotten out of the way. He jumped away. I took another hit with the bat again, but I just got concrete. That was fast. He ran out the garage door, into the snow.

That was the last I saw of the Red Curse, crawling to spread in secret, its curse bizaaree and twisted. From what I know, it could be somewhere, even now, growing, spreading ... looking for its next victim.

SIGNED: Zane Maverick Productions